When I was 13, I wrote the first letter to my future husband. I had no idea who he was or when I would meet him, but I had the desire to write to him anyway. Even without a name, only addressed to “Dear Future Husband,” on double-spaced lined school paper, I wrote. Right before my 15th birthday, I wrote the second letter to him. I promised in that letter that I would wait for him. I wrote that I had made a promise to God and myself that I would keep my mind, body, and soul pure for him. In my 16th year, I wrote six letters. As my…